Chapter 394

This year, almost all the trending topics in Saeville have been dominated by the newly-weds. From the fire at the Gomez family mansion at the beginning of the year, to the thrilling murder case, and then to the glamorous engagement banquet.

Even now, far away in Stanna, news about them quickly made its way back to Saeville.

Soon, Spring arrived. Everyone went home to reunite with their family, gradually joyful vibes scattered the news into oblivion.

In the distant north, a heavy snow had just fallen.

(Note: not sure what this pearl part meant, so I directly translated)

The white snow covered the stretching villages, with beautiful pearls dotting the white expanse of the wilderness.

A Hummer sped from the bustling city towards these pearls, stopping at the entrance of the village.

Freya frowned deeply, feeling nauseous after the long journey, which was unusual for her since she was never car sick before.

"Are you alright? Here, have some orange juice." Nathaniel offered her a bottle of freshly squeezed orange juice.

Nathaniel, feeling like he

seemed to be doing it with

used and betrayed his feelings, he brought her from Stanna to this godforsaken remote village. Driving such a long distance and trekking such a long way in

the bottle of orange

the car for a moment to compose herself, while Nathaniel put a

Freya here with just a few people escorting them. Afterward, they would leave, allowing Mr. Nathaniel to spend a few days

the car, taking a few steps through the snow, and was stunned by what she saw. The village was well-developed. Although it didn't have many residents,

heating, straight roads, and even

the sound of it instantly brought Freya back

time, her father

lighting

en

IMS

that Freya might catch a cold, leading her into a nearby villa. A slightly plump

et yel

one Nathaniel had left to look after the

you're back for Spring?" Tammy Hoover greeted Nathaniel

owned a fish pond. With no

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